Mo Chunshan took off his coat on the one hand, and gave an order to He Wan'er on the other: "Put it on." ”

"Huh?" He Wan'er was still stunned, and the next second, the coat with his warm breath was on his shoulder.

"Put it on," he said, in an unquestioning tone, and continued, "then, follow me to the hotel." ”

He Wan'er reacted and shook his head desperately: "No, I'm fine...... Just a little longer. ”

"For a while, how long exactly?" Mo Chunshan looked down at her.

He Wan'er put on his clothes, tilted his head, and didn't know what to say for a while.

She doesn't know the answer either, so how to answer?

However, it seems that Mo Chunshan did not answer her question either.

"Why are you back? Isn't there a meeting tomorrow?" she asked persistently, just a few pauses before she finished her sentence.

"No," Mo Chunshan shook his head, "There are more important things to do, such as the issue of the company's stock price, which I must deal with right now." ”

"What...... Share price?"

Frozen for too long, her brain was still a little difficult, and she looked straight at his inky black eyes.

His expression was serious now, and it seemed that there was still a hint of concern?

However, she didn't have time to speculate, Mo Chunshan had already spoken coldly: "He Guan'er, I know why you are here, and I also know why you abuse yourself like this, but what should have happened has happened a long time ago, and it will not help you to do this, even if you freeze to death, it is just hypocrisy." ”

Hypocrisy? He said she was hypocritical?

His kind kindness in the afternoon turned out to be just her delusion.

He Wan'er bit his lip and said a few words in a trembling voice: "I...... A guilty conscience. ”

"Shame?" he laughed, "There's a pit, right?" Your present sympathy, guilt, and your self-righteous kindness seem to me almost worthless. You're just freezing yourself to death, and it's not going to do anything, it's just causing trouble for others. ”

He Wan'er opened his mouth wide.

Why is this person's mouth so annoying? She is feeling uncomfortable, why does he indiscriminately scold her first?

"It's okay to freeze to death...... Your business. She said tremblingly, holding on not wanting to show weakness.

Freezing to death is also her own business, why did Mo Chunshan point fingers at this time?

"Why is it none of my business?" Mo Chunshan put his hand in his trouser pocket, "Starting from Wu Long, you are in my car, and you are in the name of Meng Qianyang, and the surveillance has already taken pictures." If you die here, guess what the newspapers will report?"

Mo Chunshan's voice became more and more stern: "Do you guess, is it the chairman of Tongcheng Road and Bridge who refuses to carry backpackers, and the poor traveler who dies in a foreign country? Or is it an unscrupulous capitalist who cheats money and sex, and the beautiful woman dies miserably?"

He Wan'er was stunned, looking up at him, his lips were pale and his face was pale.

His diction is so precise. If she did die here, then these two titles are really possible.

"Because of the negative news caused by the loss of my company's stock price, you will pay for it? Can you afford to pay it?"

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but speak more and more, but when he said it, he regretted it a little.

I don't know what kind of mood this is, it's probably like training my own unenlightened, disobedient and bizarre bear child.

He Wan'er couldn't help but shiver while holding Mo Chunshan's clothes, firstly because of the cold, and secondly, he felt that this was too sensational.

So I couldn't help but argue: "Where, it will be so, serious ......"

In just one sentence, it was divided into three paragraphs before it was finished.

"Where won't it be so serious?" Mo Chunshan bit the words word by word, "An Ruoyu's matter is still very troublesome, isn't it all because of the monitors you installed in my office?"

He Wan'er was shocked: "You know?"

Mo Chunshan nodded lightly.

"How do you know?" her voice suddenly became normal, and she stopped shaking.

"You want to know, okay, go eat first, then follow me to the hotel, maybe I'll tell you when I'm in a good mood." ”

After freezing for most of the day, He Waner's brain was extremely dull, and he couldn't help but follow his thinking.

Mo Chunshan said to go to dinner, she didn't object, leaned against the wall and prepared to stand up.

However, after sitting against the wall for two hours, He Guaner's legs were already sore, and when he got up, he didn't stand firmly, and he stumbled forward, and the tip of his nose hit the bag on Mo Chunshan's back in front of him.

He was carrying her huge backpack, the only time in so many days that he was willing to touch it.

He Wan'er covered his nose in pain at that time and sighed.

Mo Chunshan turned around when he heard the voice, and saw her covering her nose and jumping her feet, a pair of peach blossom faces were misty, and tears were about to fall.

However, the pale face just now was a little dizzy because of this.

He curled the corners of his mouth and chuckled, but immediately straightened his face: "You have a disease that will die if you walk well?"

He Wan'er covered his nose, lowered his eyebrows, and didn't dare to fight back at all.

The name of the restaurant in Dolinzeka is a bit awkward, but the things are unexpectedly exquisite.

It was already past ten o'clock when they arrived, and He Wan'er thought it was time to close, but he was greeted by the waiter, who enthusiastically seemed to be being inspected by foreign guests.

It seems that Mo Chunshan said that he "knew a few people" in the local area, but he was really not just talking.

She was dizzy all the way, followed behind Mo Chunshan, and was welcomed into a small but exquisite private room.

A few minutes later, the table was served, with ghee yogurt rice, eight-treasure salad, grilled mushrooms, and wild bracken.

The main course is a three-pound Amdo lamb chops, grilled crispy and tender, the dipping sauce is fragrant and spicy, and two silver knives on the plate are used to cut the lamb chops.

This should be the most appetizing dish in He Wan'er's itinerary these days, but she didn't know the taste of it, so she put it down after eating a little.

"What are you pretending to be Sven. Mo Chunshan finished eating a piece of lamb chop, and saw that the meat on her plate had not been touched much, and frowned.

He Wan'er didn't answer, she was in a bad mood and her appetite was greatly reduced, what's strange?

"There are only instant noodles at night, so you take the opportunity to eat more. Mo Chunshan said lightly, took the chopsticks bracken, chewed it slowly.

"Oh. She replied with a word.

Afraid that Mo Chunshan would continue to complain about her not eating, she perfunctorily picked up the butter tea in the copper cup and took a sip, but almost spit it out, "Why is it so bitter?"

"Authentic butter tea should taste like this, what's the matter, can't you get used to it?"

He raised his eyebrows, as if He Wan'er's timidity this time made him quite happy.

He Guan'er pouted quietly, remembering the scene where she complained with her eyes a few days ago that Mo Chunshan would not drink butter tea - the big man is so vindictive, okay?

"Your body temperature is back to normal now, I wonder if your brain has returned to normal?"

Mo Chunshan finished eating another lamb chop and couldn't help but talk about the day's events.

Perhaps because of the good mood brought by the delicious food, his expression at this time was much softer, and he no longer had the calm and coldness in the Tashiqi Monastery before, and even his voice was almost warm.

is the content of the speech, and it is still heart-wrenching.

He Wan'er was stunned, not knowing how to answer this.

Mo Chunshan wiped the mutton fat from his fingertips with a wet towel and said, "As far as I know, are you taking pity on a person who instigates a man to rape you, are you full of food and support, or are you idle and have nothing to do? If I hadn't taken the road that I couldn't find on the map that night, and hadn't prevented you from being frozen into popsicles, would you guess the person you pity now, would she have pitied you, or would she have praised you for dying well?"

He Wan'er moved his lips, a little uncomfortable: "She is a victim now, and she can't use what she did wrong to offset the damage she suffered, I do have a ...... in this matter."

Mo Chunshan didn't let her finish, and directly interrupted her: "Are you overestimating your own sense of existence? The trajectory of her life should be like this, either this time or next time." Your only value is equivalent to potassium permanganate. ”

"Huh?" He Wan'er was once again confused.

What is potassium permanganate?

Fortunately, she can still vaguely remember the chemistry class more than ten years ago - potassium permanganate is heated to produce manganese dioxide, which is a commonly used catalyst in chemical experiments.

He stopped talking, as if waiting for her reaction.

He Wan'er looked at him stunned, replaying his words over and over again in his mind.

He was right.

It was Soho who wanted to meet netizens, and it was Soho who was ambiguous with Li Zekun, and even in order to calculate that she used two boys to commit crimes, but instead planted the flower of evil, it was also Soho.

The simplest and most straightforward four words - self-inflicted.

And He Wan'er's fault is that he shouldn't have such self-confidence, feeling that he is strong enough to influence others, or who he can redeem.

Without waiting for her to think about it any more, Mo Chunshan had already made a summary of this matter: "I'll order it until now, I don't care if you like to eat or not, but I hope you don't disturb me to eat." ”

He Wan'er originally wanted to ask An Ruoyu something, but he warned him first, so he had to wait patiently for Mo Chunshan to finish eating.

Who knew that this meal, the man who used to eat as much as a cat actually ate a whole plate of lamb chops.

It's easy to wait until the checkout leaves, the chef and the manager are at the door to see off the big guy, He Guaner quietly glanced at Mo Chunshan, thinking about when it would be better to ask questions.

Mo Chunshan didn't give her a chance at all, threw the car keys to her, and said in a natural tone: "Tianzhu Hotel, navigate by yourself." ”

"I ......" He Wan'er didn't have time to object, but he saw Mo Chunshan open the door of the back seat, sit down peacefully, and close his eyes to recuperate.

Well, this one, she can be regarded as a real driver.